The week has been crazy. Three days in Boston for work and 450 miles today driving in rain to and from a funeral in NJ.
Oh yeah, about that rain . . . we've had almost no rain since like May on a weekend, until tomorrow -- the Lance Armstrong bike ride on the schedule. Jobrotha has already bagged and it's looking real bad. They say rain or shine, but this novice isn't ready for the wet stuff.
Besides that, my body hasn't done a minute of exercise since Sunday. Ugh.
L'Chaim!
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Just read your post from 10/16. Not all that much different from what we remember. You forgot about the joint remnants and matches around the hot tub. We're really not as dumb as you think, y'know. And if you were really baring your soul you wouldn't have waited until we left for a 2-week vacation out of our internet range to "confess". Love, Dad
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